Year of the Papercut At the history study day at Sydney Uni yesterday I received so many papercuts (and I scratched over one with my nail today, incidentally), so many papercuts that it looks like Wolverine managed to shrink himself and attack my hands. I'd take a photo, but it might be a bit gruesome for your oh so innocent eyes. Heh..

Church was good this morning - I wans't really listening to John speak although he had some good things he was saying - I thought about RAOK plans and I was all happy and ready to leave and go out into the world before the service was half over. My brother, Jimmy and I have a little triplet of studying-but-not for this week. It'll be great. I'm nearly sort of nearly done on the drama director's seminar. Memorisation is for suckers! And it turns out that my speech I did for the last Extension 1 assessment is 900 words, so if I just add readings and more ponderings and genre theory (oh! it's an hour essay.. hmm), I'll be fine. And the drama written exam is a joke, as always. I'll be fine.

It's annoying, not being motivated to do things >.<

Know what else is great? Full cream milk. Home made GJ's, a dash of chocolate, and oh, that full cream milk. De-lish!

Gregor commented that I'm the most coffee-addicted person he knows. Not necessarily the most-drinking, because he knows many people who drink more than I do (my maximum is two a day, and I fight internally over keeping it at one and convincing myself in and out of having more), but apparently I talk about coffee and fret over being addicted more than any one he knows. Interesting. I wonder if I'm annoying in that way. *sips more*

I'm trying to finding that hilarious Draco: Got Milk? pic... Not prevailing...

Ok, fine, this pic is a combined Daniel Radcliffe and Tom Welling. I like neither of them, but I think it looks more like Harry.

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